supposition
New Years' Eve party, fumbling to get her blouse off, hot breath and thundering hearts.
a pregnancy test drying in the bathroom garbage, thick cake-icing snow falling on the windowsill.
warm september afternoon, lying in a hospital bed, a baby whisked down a white hallway.
29 with a husband and a seven year old; more than enough to deal with,
breathing deeply and moving on
wondering who he'll look like.
©jrs
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